🔞 Were you thinking of me?
Oh my love, I am thinking of you too... I am thinking of the way you lay in bed, eyes shut as you bundle yourself beneath your blanket.
Do you think of it as my robe, dear? From our moments where I spoil you in it like gift wrap?
Those memories never fade from my mind. You were so cold and when I offer you the values of my cloak, your hands carefully reach for it like it could tear so easily.
The next thing you know, you're already draped on our bed, my cloak as your blanket and covers...
Especially the covers around your... Bare body.
I never knew how different human bodies are to mine... The softness around your abdomen, the small heart beating inside your chest, and the creativity of advantages against both prey and hunter.
You have no claws like mine, but I still have the small kitty-like scratches you've made on my ribs... A reminder of the ecstasy we shared...
No horns donning as a crown, yet my claw fits well on your head as I pull you to face me in bed.
For the price I owe, you pulled my horns like a stallion's bridle. I do not complain nor hide it from you...
That memory of you gripping it with your mouth agape open and drooling... It tells me a lot about your trust~
And the taste of your fluids... The tears I'd kissed, the blood I'd taste... And the human sex my lips could not escape from that happened between your legs...
I could vividly reenact you pleading me, one hand holding my horns and the other on our bed. After you've woken up, your legs still tremble at the mere mention of yellow.
Is that why you're thinking of me?
Because you couldn't shake our love off?
Maybe, you're desperate to sleep again, that the circus of horror left an afterthought in your head...
Or you wanted to imagine if I were any of those eye-candy members that parade on the sound of your fear more than your love?
Admit it - My impression of Pierrot never ceased to make you blush... So much so the real one thought it was actually him that made you red~
Oh, I couldn't help myself... I lay on my throne, watching the performers play in my casino, lounging in their desires as it drained what's left of them.
And the only thing I could do is wait for your return... Prepare my needs to fulfil yours, before you order and I follow.
Once night falls and I see you arrive at our bedroom...
In and out, in and out~ Your body shook and spammed the feeling of earthquakes once you sat on my cocks, one for the right hole... Or maybe two in one~?
Your lips clashed with mine, battling tongues and uttering sweet nothings while you command me the pace. In the real world, you only blabbered in a gibberish tongue, body rising and falling.
Keep on doing that and the green and red stalkers behind your balcony window could break in and ruin your paradise...
Or let them watch, leaving them confused and fight each other at the idea that you were thinking of them~
And when your peak is at its highest, I will make sure to never leave or pull out, giving you the experience out of this world~
My dreamy, creamy cum inside your empty womb, feeling the husk of something that wasn't there in your world...
Though, compared to the possibility of our actual encounter, you would be filled AND covered in cum. Head to toe~ A human sacrifice for my seed~
If only I see you again, then I would never stop for you...
The root of your dirty thoughts~